French filmmaker Catherine Breillat has earned a reputation for making borderline pornography ” “auteur porn,” as it has been described. “The Last Mistress,” which shows at the Wheeler Opera House Monday and Tuesday, Sept. 15-16, might adjust that perception, but only slightly. The film is about sex, and features mildly explicit scenes in bed.
But more than sex itself, Breillat has her attention on the fallout: obsession, jealousy, fidelity, and the juicy details we love to hear. The story, set amidst the noble class of 19th-century France, focuses on the handsome Ryno, who is torn between fidelity to his blandly beautiful wife, and the hots he has for his ever-tempting Spanish lover. But folded into the sexual drama are grandparents and elderly acquaintances whose only brush with the carnal is through manipulating the younger set, and watching the action. Those who believe that talk only gets in the way of sexual activity might be turned off by the emphasis on chatter.
Last fall was a season of firsts for Aspen’s reborn football team. The Skiers, under first-year coach Mike Sirko, earned their first playoff berth in 33 years with a shocking string of upsets. Among them was a 14-6 win over Basalt ” its first victory in the series since 2003 ” on homecoming weekend. While that win launched Aspen’s magical run, it was devastating for Basalt, which finished the season a disappointing 2-8. A new season has brought a new head coach and new optimism to Basalt. Coach Carl Frerichs and the Longhorns, buoyed by the Skiers’ surprising turnaround a year ago, talked about playoff aspirations of their own in the preseason. A win over Aspen at home would go a long way toward that goal, although Sirko and the Skiers have their own designs on a return to the postseason. Aspen vs. Basalt, the biggest football game of the season, kicks off under the lights in Basalt on Friday, Sept. 19, at 7 p.m.
The blues can seem like one tired cliche these days, especially as played by slick, young white guys. The Rev. Peyton’s Big Damn Band is led by a 27-year-old white singer-guitarist, the Rev. Peyton (yes, an ordained minister, as well as a duly appointed Kentucky Colonel). But Peyton doesn’t deal in handed-down blues phrases; on the new “The Whole Fam Damnily,” he wails about the fearsome might of Wal-Mart (“Wal-Mart Killed the Country Store”), environmental degradation (“The Creek Are All Bad”), and the illing health-care industry (“Can’t Pay the Bill”). Moreover, his Big Damn Band ” in fact, just his wife, Washboard Breezy, and brother, drummer Jayme ” express their woes in a setting of down-home, country blues, an honest reflection of Peyton’s deep roots in rural Indiana. One wishes there was a touch more of the Rev.’s punk-like energy on “Whole Fam Damnily,” but that will surely be delivered when the trio appears, Monday, Sept. 15, at Belly Up.
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